Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 391

Bill looked utterly helpless. "Come on, Rosita, you called me out of the blue saying you needed a place to stay. I did my best just try to make do for now, okay?"

"I don't care!" Rosita shot back, jaw clenched. "I want a hotel. A presidential suite!"

Bill arched an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that? With your current popularity, you'd have to book a five-star hotel those suites go for, what, ten grand a night? Do you even have that kind of money right now?"

Rosita fell silent, lips pressed tight.

"Just bear with it a little," Bill said, unfazed. "I already called a cleaning service; they'll be here this afternoon. After a good scrub, the place will be perfectly comfortable. Trust me."

Rosita glared daggers at him.

Unbothered, Bill gave her a zen-like pat on the shoulder. "It's only temporary. Take some time, get yourself together. You don't have any events coming up anyway— think of this as a little retreat. Gotta run, I've got things to do."

And with that, he slipped out the door before she could protest.

Rosita stared at the drab apartment, seething. She was ready to explode, but with Daisy still there, all she could do was grit her teeth and hold it in.

Daisy tried to reassure her. "Don't worry, Rosita. You're amazing-this is just a rough patch. Take a seat, relax. I'll handle your things."

looked at Daisy, closed her eyes, and let her voice soften. "Thank you, Daisy. I never

in the wrong, Rosita! I know you'll bounce back-talent always finds its

managed a faint smile. "Let's

flashed her a thumbs-up. "Rosita, believe

naive pep talk. Glancing at

to head out for a

"Of course."

her

was filled

her way

in the music competition had brought the whole Kensington family into the limelight. Everyone in the house doted

weren't written by Rosita, but

treated like a

matriarch, known for her old-fashioned preference for the boys-had done a complete about-face. Melody, who'd always been overlooked, suddenly found herself emboldened speaking up at the dinner table for the

that sent the Kensington Group's already shaky finances into a tailspin. Madeline was nothing but

Rosita arrived, the whole family rolled out the red carpet. After all, through Melody, Ottilie and Rosita were

Rosita. "Such a good girl, Rosita. Thank heavens

for weeks,